Correction Lyrics Sum It Up by Daboii

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Lil' Rece produced it
Lil' Rece produced it

Bitch you ain't tryna make no bands? Keep it movin' then
Yo' diamonds lookin' stiff, they got no rhythm, who yo' jeweler is?
Nigga streets ain't nothin' but a gamble, you gon' lose to win
She be lookin' at my print through my gray sweats, what you gon' do wit' it?
Mama always told me watch my back 'cause I'ma lose my friends
I can tell that you a wannabe, you too loose wit' it
Nigga send them shots up over here if that shoe fittin'
Yeah I'm off that juice but I ain't talkin' 'bout no juice and gin
One eye got a temper he can't control, he might just shoot ya kids
Niggas get back doored by they own homies, now they cool again
My music sell like crack but sometimes I think about movin' bricks
And I stay up in the latest fashion 'cause my boostin' bitch
Yo' bitch say she tired of yo' ass you a two minute pumper
Got some wild niggas by my side, they just dumb and dumber
Who really f*ckin' wit' me? Bitch I got more bars than Willy Wonka
Come and get yo' bitch, I had enough bro, I don't really want her
Pull up in that Honda wit' no plates, do you really want it?
Beef confusin' niggas I can't stand 'em, is we really funkin'?
They gon' turn me up in every club, got my shit in motion
Y'all can keep my exes I ain't trippin' 'cause them bitches rodents
Freaky lil' bitch, baby tryna rub my dick wit' lotion
We can skip the foreplay lil' baby can you split 'em open?
Told the bitch I loved her while I hit it 'cause it fit the moment
Four in a 20 oz you might pass out when you hit the potion
Watch me hit this nigga's favorite granny wit' a upper cut
And knock out rounds to give for any nigga think he tough enough
Play a nigga's sister, brodie mad? I beat her brother up
Loud mouth nickel up out this Glock I bet it shut 'em up
I don't give a f*ck about shit, just to sum it up
What is that I'm drinkin'? Not a question if I'm double cupped
You don't feel safe in that jungle of gorillas, you ain't gunnin' up
Say you runnin' up a bag? We have a lie, you don't run enough
They was sleepin' on me but this year I bet I hush 'em up
Treat me like I made it but I still feel like I'm comin' up
You gon' get yo' man's a head shot if you pump it up
Babby wit' a odor? I can't hit it baby yucky yuck
Giggin' to the beat now she like the way I do my dance
Put a bounty on 'em, what you think them boys gon' do for 10?
Soft without they gang but when they wit' 'em niggas Super Saiyan
Bring it to a nigga front door like I'm movin' in
And I don't f*ck wit' no niggas just to sum it up

You ain't one of us
I don't f*ck wit' no niggas just to sum it up
Naw nigga you ain't one of us
Just to sum it up
Lil' nigga you ain't one of us
Look, toughen up
Bitch

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